Leviathan/eps/PILOT

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{Open to the interior of a bathroom toilet stall. A man is crouched down, standing on the toilet seat, holding onto a large briefcase and panicking.}

BENNY TORINO: I cannot believe it. I just did it. I just stole from one of the biggest casinos on Mars. What the hell was I thinking?! I am going to die for sure!

{The sound of the bathroom door is heard opening, and three men charge into the room. Cut to the exterior of the stall, revealing the three men to be standing side to side, each of them pointing their guns at the bathroom stall.}

CASINO GUARD A: Come out! You can't run from us any longer!

CASINO GUARD B: We'll shoot!

CASINO GUARD A: Give up already, Torino! We have you cornered! Just come out and-…

BENNY TORINO: Shit. Busted. Hmph, it's either now or never!

{Torino violently kicks down the stall door, holding a pistol in one hand and the briefcase in another. His face is glistening with sweat and his body is shaking erratically.}

CASINO GUARD B: So ya wanna fight, huh?

CASINO GUARD C: You're such a-..

{Torino quickly maneuvers himself behind the third guard and puts him in a chokehold. He shoots at the other two guards’ legs, incapacitating them and buying enough time to escape. He releases his grip from his hostage, only to slam his head against the wall, knocking him out completely. He runs out of the bathroom, making his exit with the briefcase.}

{Cut to the cockpit of the Leviathan X. Seth is lounging around on the Captain's chair with a can of Pepsi in his hand. He is lazing about and using the ship's monitor as a way of watching television. Around him is a huge pile of trash, such as soft drink cans and fast food boxes. B-621, his ZAAAAANY robot companion/assistant/lackey/butt monkey stands by his Captain, a full soda can at the ready. K-Bot is in the background, attempting to clean up the piles of garbage.}

B-621: Y'know, I never would have expected this show about the "stupid ages" would be so popular.

{Cut to the screen. The hit sitcom "Wacky Adventures in Wiki City" plays.}

RAIKU: {In the show} HEY GUYS, CAN I HELP TOO? {Randomly runs into a wall} I meant to do that!

BROOKSIE: That's our Raiku! {Laughtrack. Cut back}

B-621: {Chuckles} Oh, Raiku. What will you do next?

SETH: Eh, I've found the show to be quite stale, to be honest. Ever since they did a huge build up to that purge storyline only to have it end with a massive anti-climax.. I don't know, it just hasn't been the same since. But of course, some people have been saying that it went down the drain way before that. They claim that it was the NSMC arc that really ruined the series. What do you think?

B-621: If you ask me, I think it started going downhill after they banished Noid from the city. I mean, really. It's just unrealistic. You just don't banish someone for reading crude literature in public. ...Well... there was that one incident on Planet Conservon on a couple years back... but still, it probably didn't apply back then.

K-BOT: Hey, Captain Seth, I just found the ship's communicator under your pile og trash, and it says it's picking up an urgent message. Should I bring them up on screen?

SETH: Urgent message, eh? Lay it on me, then.

M3GA: It seems that there is a- wait a minute? Should i go back to work?

{K-Bot activates the communicator. The TV show is cut off and replaced by the image of a man's face. Guffaw appears in the corner of the screen.}

GUFFAW: GREAT NEWS, EVERYONE! A NEW BOUNTY HAS JUST BEEN ANNOUNCED!!

SETH: Brilliant! Who is it?

{The man's information opens up, showing next to the man's image. It reads:}

NAME: BENNY TORINO

AGE: 37

SPECIES: HUMAN

HEIGHT: 5 FEET 7 INCHES

WEIGHT: 253 POUNDS

BOUNTY: 30,000 SHOUMEIS

GUFFAW: The man was seen stealing from the "Lonestar Casino", one of the biggest casinos on Mars. The owner of the Casino is offering this huge sum of money to the man who turns him in and retrieves the valuables. Isn't that great?

B-621: Sweet something of something, Captain! Just look at all those... sho... s-shou... shoe...? {Brief pause} ...Look at all the money he's offering!

M3GA: Well, what kind of money, 5 dollar bills and a cheese sandwich?

K-BOT: Well I'm not an expert, but I don't think you're that far off. I think sho... shrew... shroom... those things are counted by fives. But even so, that's quite a bit of money. What do you think, Seth, should we take the case?

SETH: Hmm... It depends on whether there's anything good on television? Guffaw, show me the television guide!

GUFFAW: It is my duty to remind you all that you are running low on food supplies and cash! While it's not my place to say so, perhaps you should consider the job? But don't let me tell you what to do! You don't have to if you don't want to! Do you still want to see the television guide, captain?

SETH: Oh fine, we'll take it!

GUFFAW: Excellent! I'll send a message to the casino owner and the Martian authorities! Do you want me to set a course for Mars?

SETH: Of course I do!

GUFFAW: Righteo! Have fun with your little adventure, and try not to get killed!

{Guffaw signs off, and the monitor switches to the navigation system.}

SETH: I swear, that AI really makes me feel uncomfortable.

PTER: {yawns} I just woke up, what'd I miss?

SETH: We received a new bounty. More money. And with more money, we might be able to afford more upgrades.. Or more junk food, I don't know.

PTER: Oooh. {devilish laugh} How many body bags should I bring? Three? Four? Do I need body bags for the body bags?

SETH: Well, um.. I'm kinda hoping that we won't need any. I'm not sure that the bounty applies if we bring him back dead.

PTER: Who said anything about dead? Sometimes I use my body bags to bind opponents, then proceed to Izuna Drop them into the floor.

SETH: Izu-what?

PTER: Fucked if I know!

SETH: ...Y'know what? Never mind. Let's just catch this guy as quick as possible, so we can get paid as soon as possible.

{The ship goes into hyper-speed. Flash forward, an hour later. The Leviathan X has reached Mars, and is descending into the planet's atmosphere.}

GUFFAW: Weeeeeee'll be landing in ten minutes!

M3GA: Can't wait. Just need to play that song of how we're landing on the guitar. And I'm only singing by myself. just want you to know. {plays the guitar}

{A loud thud is heard. The door opens and slinking through the doorway is a man dressed in a white labcoat. He lifts his head up to reveal taught black hair with surprisingly sharp teeth.}

??? Can I go back to bed yet? It's 8:00...in the morning. My day doesn't start until at least a hard noon.

SETH: How can you sleep at a time like this? For the first time in two weeks, we've finally received a bounty!

???: Wonderful, that means we can fuck up again and I can patch you all up without getting paid again and we can be ridiculed by the other ship crews at the hyper-hub again. That's an idyllic lifestyle right there.

B-621: {Suddenly wearing a black suitjacket with an unstraightened black tie} Cheer up, doctor! We're visiting a casino! I've been researching the very subject for months now and I'm going to... "win big", as they say!

???: Hmm...I have been feeling the itch of the gambling bug. All right, I guess I can perk up. Your Doctor Krauss is all aboard. But I expect some leisure time out of all of this.

SETH: Then it's settled! We're going for the Jackpot!

B-621: Excellent! I have already perfected my p-p-p-p-pokerface! {Puts on a pair of novelty glasses, the kind with a big fake nose and moustache} Nobody shall suspect a thing.

SETH: Then it's settled! We're going for the Jackpot!

GUFFAW: We have almost finished landing! Get ready, guys!

{Cut to a flourishing city on the surface on Mars. The Leviathan X hovers over it, slowly making its landing on an empty parking space that's just outside of the Lonestar Casino. The main doors of the ship open and the ramp extends. The crew come out and walk down it. Doctor Krauss is last, who seems to be esorted by a robot with a build similar to his and the same set of teeth.}

KRAUSS: Come on, GR, right this way.

GR-01: I can't believe you decided to come catch a mobster. Do you know what they're like? And that's got to be an awfully dirty job!

{Doctor Krauss waits until the group is a safe distance ahead.}

KRAUSS: It's okay, GR, I'm not actually going to get my hands dirty on this job! As a matter of fact, I planned to organize a caper!

GR-01: A...Caper?

KRAUSS: Yeah! I saw it in this movie from my History in Film class, Ocean's Googolplex. Starring Robot Zac Effron and Linda Glogzerxwyxx!

GR-01: That was just a comedy movie! It will never work!

KRAUSS: Wait and see GR, wait and see.

B-621: {Calling from ahead} Come on, doctor! We're going to... er... "score"! Yes, that's it! "Score"! Oh, I like how that sounds!

KRAUSS: Coming!

{K-Bot is walking slowly, taking in the lights and sounds of the casino. He accidentally walks into B-621.}

K-BOT: Er, sorry. I've never been to a casino before, and all these lights and noises are a bit overwhelming...

{Cut to another part of the city. Torino is walking the streets while speaking quietly on a headset. Around him is a robe with the hood up, to conceal his identity.}

TORINO: I've got the goods. This one should be something big... Yeah, see you in six hours.

{Torino turns the headset off and walks into a nearby tavern.}

BARTENDER: What will you be having?

TORINO: Just an ordinary beer, please.

{Torino places a couple of notes on the counter. The bartender puts them away and pours a glass out for him. As this is happening, a man from a nearby table walks up to him and taps him on the shoulder.}

DRUNK: H..hey. Excuse me, sir!

{Torino looks back at the drunk man.}

TORINO: I'm not in the mood for talking. Please go away.

DRUNK: Nah, I won't be long! What.. what do ya have in that case of yours?!

TORINO: None of your business. Now please, go away. I'm not in the mood to be talking to the likes of you.

DRUNK: The.. the likes of me, eh? What makes you so special?

TORINO: Hmph.

{Torino looks back at his drink and begins to take a sip from it. The drunk man aggressively pulls him back again, aggravating Torino completely.}

DRUNK: I don't like 'yer attitude, sir! It seems to me that you're lookin' for a fight!

{Torino stands up, turns around and smirks at the man.}

TORINO: Here, have a drink on me.

{Torino picks the glass up and smashes it in the man's face, knocking him down to the ground. He picks the briefcase back up and leaves the scene of chaos, leaving the bartender and the rest of the patrons looking bewildered and scared.}

{Cut back.}

SETH: I wish I could join you all in playing games at the casino. But no, I've got to do the talking, like always! Hmph. Lucky bastards.

B-621: {Gleefully} And I shall be the luckiest of the bastards!

SETH: And I don't suppose any of you actually brought your own money with you, did you?

B-621: Er, well, I have about... four sh-...shoo-...show-...shou...?

{JC storms out of the ship in his underwear.)

JC: Okay, which one of you alien bastards drew these penises all over my face?

K-BOT: {sighs} Sir, as a cleaning robot I can identify even the smallest messes, and I can tell you the only thing on your face is a bunch of oddly-patterned wrinkles. Did you forget yo put your contacts in again?

B-621: {Squint} ...Nnnnope, that's human male genetalia alright. Whoever drew it certainly did a fine job.

JC: Great. Two conflicting opinions from two equally idiotic cyborgs. Christ, I don't even know why I continue to bother. {walks back inside)

SETH: Okay, fess up. Which one of you did it?

WADE: {raises hand} I found a Sharpie by his room, and the temptation was just too strong.

{Seth glares at Wade for a couple of seconds. Wade gulps in fear, but a smile emerges from Seth's face and he quickly bursts out in laughter. He gives Wade a high-five.}

SETH: Okay, that was a good one! That was a really good one!

K-BOT: Yeah, I knew that was there, I was just kinda hoping he would take the word of a cleaning robot and leave us alone. Seth, why do you continue to allow that old jerk on the ship? Why not put him into a retirement home with a bunch of other old ex-captains?

SETH: It's not as easy as that, K. He's an old bastard and all, but I still owe him for the kindness he's shown to me throughout the years. I know it's probably hard to believe, but underneath his cold and wrinkly exterior, there's a heart of gold.

PTER: {pops up from behind Seth} I'd know! You know all the surgery and crap I've done to keep that man alive?

K-BOT: Anyways... what are we going to do now that we're here? We're suppose to be finding this "tortellini" or whatever guy, but we can't really do much about that without some sort of clues about where, or even who, he is.

SETH: Well, I'm gonna see if we can retrace his steps. You know, ask around for a bit, do a bit of investigation. You guys can do whatever you want while you're in there, I guess. Just try not to lose too hard.

{Cut to the interior of the Casino. The crew walk through the front doors, only to be halted by two guards.}

GUARD A: Sorry to disappoint, but this Casino is currently under lock-down. All ordinary people have been ordered to leave. Unless you're here for the-..

SETH: I'm here for the bounty! And to catch this guy, I'm gonna need to do a bit of investigating first, y'hear?

GUARD B: But why are you in such a big group? Surely you only need one person to investigate?

SETH: They're all here to investigate too. They're going to investigate the Casino's resources.

GUARD B: You mean they're gonna gamble?

SETH: Yep.

GUARD A: Heh. Well, seeing as you're here on official "investigation" terms, I think we'll get away with letting you all in. Good luck.

{The guards step aside, letting the group through.}

PTER: {rubs his hands together evilly} Eeeeeexxxcellent.

M3GA: {whispering} Now we got to find what kind of stuff we have to investigate. Am I right, guys?

K-BOT: You're absolutely right! Do you think we should split up into smaller groups or teams, or all go as one?

SETH: Smaller groups would do, I guess. I wouldn't mind if someone were to come with me. That is, of course, if any of you are actually willing to skip the casino games in favour of aiding me.

B-621: Forgive me, Captain. But I believe I'll stay here and "test my luck" as they s-

PTER: {sadistically} I'm just lookin' to "get to work" if you know what I mean...Hmhmhmhm...

B-621: ...On second thought, I wish to be as far away from him as possible. I'll come with you, Captain.

SETH: Alrighty, then! Anyone else willing to join me?

K-BOT: {slowly stepping away from Pter} Yeah... I think I'll come along too...

PTER: Oh well. More games for me!

B-621: {Horrified} C-can we just go now...?

SETH: Yeah, I think it would be for the best. C'mon guys.

{Seth goes further into the casino, accompanied by K-Bot and B-621.}

K-BOT: Since we're here, and away from him, would one of you mind telling me what these odd, brightly lit machines with levers and spinning dials do?

B-621: Ah, I've done my fair share of studying on this subject! Just a moment. {Walks over to a nearby slot machine} First, you insert a... show... shin... sha...?

SETH: Just say money, for sol's sake!

B-621: -You insert some money into this slot here... {Pushes a shoumei into a small slot} And then you pull! {Gives the lever a strong tug... ripping it off, as shoumeis pour out} ...Hey, maybe we should leave.

SETH: Nah, I'm sure their expenses will cover it. We can't leave, anyway! We still need to interview the owner of this place to see what exactly happened!

M3GA: You're right. As a matter of fact, somebody needs to ask me what planet i was originally from? Wait, do they ask that?

B-621: ...Since when did you even get here?

M3GA: I was following with the rest of the team.

B-621: Y-yes, but, uh... n-nevermind...

{The sound of doors opening is heard from the side. The gang turn around to see a short portly man stepping out of his office. He coughs heavily, and walks towards them.}

OWNER: I suppose you happen to be the bounty hunters that I've been informed about, aren't you?

K-BOT: {to self} Cleaning robot bounty hunter, I like the sound of that... {looks at owner} Erm, yes, we're the group looking for Mr. Tortoise.

LOUIS LECHANCE: Mr. Tortoise?

SETH: I think he means Torino.

LOUIS LECHANCE: Oh. Him. That bastard ran off with this casino's entire savings! But that's not even the worse part of it! The thing he came here for in the first place... It wouldn't even be valuable to him!

K-BOT: What did he come to get, then?

M3GA: Anyone want to know?

B-621: No offense, but I think there are more important matters to attend to than what planet you're from.

LOUIS LECHANCE: The thing he took? It was my mother's necklace, which she gave it to me when she died. It was made from solid gold, so naturally, it was worth nothing, money-wise. But the sentimental value that came with it made it worth more to me than anything. It has been passed through my family for generations, and to have this filthy crook steal it from me is the biggest insult ever!

SETH: Wait, how do you know that it was his main intention?

LOUIS LECHANCE: I don't actually know for sure, but it's an assumption, more than anything else. You can believe it or not, but being the successful businessman that I am, I've made quite a few enemies in my lifetime. Oh yes. This man didn't want my gold, he wanted to bring me down, because he was-..

SETH: Yeaaaaah, sorry to interrupt, but we can't really base this all on assumptions. Oh, it doesn't matter.

LOUIS LECHANCE: Hmph, fine. I wouldn't expect a mercenary like you to care, anyway. As long as you bring back what's rightfully mine!

K-BOT: Don't worry, sir! We'll get your necklace back for you!

PTER: {pops up from behind Seth, holding a fair share of shoumeis} Hello again! {grins with a squeak noise} You'll never guess what I've been doing!

K-BOT: {whispering to B-621} Just back away slowly, and when he diverts his attention, run.

PTER: Calm down, K-Bot. I was only winning at the slots. I haven't killed anyone.

B-621: ... {Slowly turns to K-bot, whispering} Yet...

LOUIS LECHANCE: I have no idea if it will actually help, but if you want, I can show you the security cam footage.

{Cut to Krauss and GR. They're both wearing suits. GR has shades on. Both are holding drinks.}

KRAUSS: Come now, GR, I've already met some people who can help us.

{Krauss opens an oncoming door. A room full of seedy aliens, most of which are green with tentacles and dressed like a motorcycle gang stare daggers at the two.}

KRAUSS: Just kidding, I have no idea what I'm doing!

GR: God-dammit you are stupid!

KRAUSS: Then you show me how to rob a casino!

GR: Gladly.

{Cut back to Seth's group, who have now been lead to the security room. The room is small and dark, and most of the space has been taken by the main security console. Above the console is an assortment of different monitors that show what's happening around the casino in real time.}

LOUIS LECHANCE: Here it is, in all of its glory! The security room!

SETH: Yeah, I wouldn't really be that proud of it, considering how this thief was able to just waltz in and grab the loot. No offence, but you may wanna consider getting a better security team.

LOUIS LECHANCE: Oh come now! It's not like it's a regular occurrence!

SETH: I know, I know! Just sayin'.

LOUIS LECHANCE: J..just do what you need to do and catch that man already! I don't want to be a distraction, so I'll just leave you guys to find the footage of the robbery yourself. It can't be that hard, anyway!

{Louis leaves the room, shutting the door behind him.}

SETH: Wow, how a man can be trusted to run a whole casino, I don't know.

K-BOT: So, what time frame are we looking for in these security tapes?

SETH: The hell if I know. I'm just lamenting the fact that there isn't any footage of the ladies bathroom.

B-621: {Chuckles} Captain, get a load of this moron! He just broke the slot machine and showhatevers and are just spilling everywhere! Ohohooooh, wait a second...

SETH: Yeah, I think it would be for the best if we take this foot-.. Whoa hey! Look!

B-621: What is it?

{Seth grabs B-621 and points to one of the screens.}

SETH: It's Virgil and his-.. other guy!

B-621: Oh yeah! ..What are they doing?

SETH: I seriously have no idea.

K-BOT: Captain, Shouldn't be looking for the tape of the robbery?

SETH: Oh, right. Of course.

K-BOT: I did notice a suspicious-looking man hanging around in this tape here, but he hasn't actually done anything yet. Do you have any input?

B-621: Suspicious how, exactly? Was he wearing a menacing tophat and monocle?

K-BOT: He's just standing there, looking around every now and again, like he's trying to make sure no one is watching him. I don't know why it seems suspicious to me, it's just something about him...

{Zoom in on the screen. The man sneaks himself into the main office. A minute or so later, the man walks out of the office holding a briefcase, only to be spotted by a patrolling guard. He dashes in an attempt to escape the premises, only for the guard to pursue him. Two other guards come on camera and start pursuing the man as well. We zoom in on each particular screen as the man gets chased through each individual part of the casino until he runs into the men's bathroom. A couple of seconds after, the guards run into the bathroom. A minute or so passes and the man runs out of the bathroom alone, now brandishing a handgun. He fires the gun into the air, scaring away regular people as he dashes through the exit.}

SETH: That.. That wasn't really helpful. It showed us how he did it, but it didn't give us any clues on where he went. Damn it.

K-BOT: Well, we could always retrace his steps to see if he left footprints or anything.

SETH: It's worth a try, I guess. Not sure how we would be able to find his specific footprints, however. This being a popular place and all.

B-621: Hm... perhaps if were to get a hold of Torellini's DNA, I could somehow track him down.

SETH: That's not a bad idea either. But where would we find his DNA?

B-621: ...Perhaps he forgot to flush in the bathroom?

SETH: I don't think he actually- you know... I'm pretty sure he was trying to hide. Badly.

B-621: Well, I've read that sometimes, while in a desperate situation, out of fear, humans tend to defi-

SETH: WE'RE NOT EVEN GOING TO GO THERE, OKAY?

K-BOT: Well, we know where he last was, maybe we could go there, see if there are prints or anything following the path he takes in the video, and if we find anything we could test them for DNA.

{Krauss and GR emerge onto the scene.}

KRAUSS: Hey Gambinos, how we all doing?

GR: Do you even know who the Gambinos were?

KRAUSS: Shut up and show me what your brilliant scheme is.

GR: {Turns to face the crew} Hey guys, this criminal we're out for, exactly what do we have on him? You know, any kind of dirt?

KRAUSS: We're trying to look around for clues in the low places, but we can't pull anything.

SETH: Yeah.. that's the thing. We have no dirt. We do have security cam footage, but it didn't give us any indication on where he actually went after this. I'm starting to think that this might just be a bust. Should we take an hour break or something?

B-621: That could be for the best, yes. I've been wishing to try out those new "Alcohol Simulation Chips" bars have recently started carrying.

SETH: There's a fairly popular tavern a couple of blocks away. We could discuss this situation over a round of drinks. Who's game?

PTER: I am! Hell, I even have money to pay for the drinks.

SETH: All right! I guess we're settled then. Drinks, then Toriano.

K-BOT: Sir, don't you mean-

SETH: Torino, sorry. Who cares, anyway?

K-BOT: Well, this should be interesting. I hope the Leviathan has a designated driver...

SETH: Eh, let's not worry about that. I'm sure Guffaw has some kind of auto-pilot manoeuvre.

{They proceed to walk out of the casino, until one of the guards goes up to them.}

GUARD: Wait, have you found who-..

SETH: Eh, later. We're gonna get hammered first. See ya in an hour.

GUARD: Um.. right then. Carry on.

{The guard steps out of the way and they leave the casino. Cut to the outside of the tavern.}

SETH: You never know, guys. We might be better at solving problems if we're absolutely pissed while doing so! It's worth a try!

K-BOT: I thought we came here to get drunk, not angry... what good would being mad at each other do?

SETH: No, I didn't mean it like that. I meant pissed as in..

{Seth sighs.}

SETH: Let's just get drunk, that's what I'm saying.

PTER: Iiiiii'm down! {smiles}

{They go into the tavern, only to come across a much different scene than what was originally expected. An unconscious man is lying on the ground with his face covered in blood, and he is surrounded by shards of glass. Two medics are tending to his wounds. The bartender notices the gang and walks up to them.}

BARTENDER: I'm really sorry for the inconvenience right now, but I'm afraid you'll all have to leave. We're currently closed.

K-BOT: We're not actually here for drinks. {glances at Seth}

SETH: Hey! What the hell are you say-...

K-BOT: We were called in to investigate a Mr. Torino. Does this have anything to do with him?

BARTENDER: Well, somebody did all this. I have no idea what the man's name was, though.

SETH: What happened here, anyway?

BARTENDER: At first, it was just business as usual. I was going about my job, which is to keep all these alcoholic bastards happy and juiced, and suddenly this weird man just walked in, who I had never seen before in my life. For some odd reason, he was wearing a black robe. Why he chose to wear such an odd piece of clothing, I have no idea. Must've been a cultural thing or some weird shit like that. I dunno.

SETH: Did he have anything on hand with him at the time? Like a bag, or a suitcase? Anything that could be used to carry something with.

BARTENDER: Yeah, he did, actually. He had a briefcase with him. He was pretty defensive about it as well. That poor guy over there can vouch for that. {He points to the unconscious man being tended to by the medics.}

SETH: I think we may be onto something. What did he do?

BARTENDER: At first, he was quite normal. He sat at the counter and ordered a glass of beer. It was all fine, until he went up to him. It's not the first time he's gotten into trouble by poking his nose into other people's business. His reputation precedes him for being a bit of a snoop, really. Most people usually let him off lightly, but this mystery man.. he wasn't as forgiving. To put it bluntly, he got kinda annoyed and smashed a glass in his face. While I can't particularly blame him for doing so, it may have been a little bit of an overkill, if you know what I mean?

PTER: {chugs a drink} Who's he?

BARTENDER: The poor bastard who ended up getting a glass of beer smashed in his face.

PTER: Oh...hey, can I get another?

{The bartender takes his glass and refills it.}

BARTENDER: You do intend on paying for this, right?

PTER: {whips out his bag of shoumeis} I can keep this up all day.

BARTENDER: {He looks at the bag and grins.} Well then, feel free to stay as long as you like! ...For investigation purposes, that is.

K-BOT: Well, sense we're here, I may as well try this "alcohol" stuff. Can I get whatever he's drinking? {puts a handfull of shoumeis on the bar.}

BARTENDER: Here you go.

{K-Bot takes the drink and pours the entire thing into his mouth at once. A series of crackling noises followed by a loud pop come from his chest, and he falls to the ground, now emitting smoke.}

SETH: Pfft, lightweight.

BARTENDER: Anything else you need?

SETH: Yeah.. Any idea where he may have gone?

BARTENDER: I don't know specifically, but it didn't happen that long ago. If I didn't know any better, I'd say that he's still around this area. Have you checked the market yet? That's usually where most of the business goes on, after all.

PTER: {slightly slurred} Another! {puts some shoumeis on the bar}

{The bartender fills another glass and hands it to Pter.}

SETH: Pter, don't you think you've had a bit too much?

PTER: {slurred} Shhhadddupfth!

BARTENDER: Nonsense! There's no such thing as too much when it comes to my bar!

{K-Bot suddenly jumps up from the floor, still emitting some smoke from his mouth.}

K-BOT: {now speaking with a slightly deeper, cracklier, and all around more robotic voice} Well then! That was something! What's this about long ago? Well if he's around the market then it's time to get to the market! Make the long ago into the now! Allons-y! {walks, with a swift pace, directly into a wall} Ow! Ok, this alcohol stuff clearly doesn't get along with me...

{Seth looks at K-Bot, and then at Pter. He edges towards the Bartender.}

SETH: Yeah, I'll have one too.

{The Bartender fills another glass and hands it to Seth, but Krauss snatches it away for himself.}

KRAUSS: Yeah, sorry about that, but somebody has to be the sober one around here, and it ain't gonna be me!

{Seth opens his mouth to say something, but no words come out. He sighs and goes into a strop.}

SETH: I hate you all...

BARTENDER: Don't worry! There'll be plenty of beer for you once you've finished solving that-... thingy you're doing!

PTER: {drunkenly} I like this drink...ANOTHER! {falls down}

{The bartender hands Pter another drink, only for Krauss to snatch that as well.}

SETH: Yeah, thanks for your help. Guys, let's just get to the market as quick as possible and nail this creep already.

PTER: {slurred singing} Whatchagonnado, whatcha gonna do when they come for you, GHOSTBUSTERS!

{Cut to Torino in the market, standing at a stall. On the other side of the stall is a fat green alien wearing a turban.}

BOMBASA: Ah! You have the goods on you. Excellent. The boss will be pleased to see this!

TORINO: It wasn't that hard to get. Despite the efforts of the security team, I came out on top and left them all in a blaze of glory!

BOMBASA: Yes, yes. You can save the bragging for later. Right now, our main priority is to deliver this package as soon as possible. The contents inside are invaluable!

TORINO: The stupid son of a bitch at the Casino thinks of it as nothing more than a piece of jewellery! Who the hell would be so dumb as to think that?

{Seth and the gang enter the marketplace, making a scene as they loudly stumble in.}

PTER: Black hood... We're lookin' for someone.. WITH A BLACK HOOD. Riight guys?

BOMBASA: Who the hell are they?

TORINO: Fucked if I know. Probably tourists. Anyway, let's just get this over with. This has gone pretty good so far, and it would be a shame if we fuck up at this moment.

PTER: HEY.. HAS ANYONE SEEN A GUY WITH A BLACK HOOD ON?! ANYBODY? BECAUSE WE'RE-..

{Krauss grabs him and puts his hand over his mouth.}

KRAUSS: Yeah, please. Why don't you just scream louder? After all, it's not like we're trying to be covert or anything, right?

BOMBASA: You made sure that you weren't followed, right? Please tell me you did. Because if I didn't know any better, I would say that these people are looking for you.

TORINO: What?! Of course I made sure! I mean, why wouldn't I-..

B-621: HEY. I THINK I SEE HIM!

{B-621 points to Torino, putting all attention on him.}

BOMBASA: Wow. Some professional you are. Don't bother talking to me until you lose the heat.

{Bombasa closes the doors to his stall, leaving Torino alone with the gang.}

TORINO: ...Fuck. {He turns around to the gang.} What the fuck is your problem?!

SETH: You have something we want, Mr. Torino. Hand it over. Now.

TORINO: Oh my god. Did they seriously put a bounty on my head?

SETH: Yes, and we're-...

TORINO: And you're the bounty hunters? Christ. You look like a circus brigade.

SETH: Just give it to us before it gets messy.

{Seth quickly pulls his gun out and aims it at Torino. Torino does the same thing, leading to a standoff.}

TORINO: You wanna fight dirty, eh? Oh, I can fight dirty. I can fight reaaaal dirty.

{STANDOFF MUSIC}

{TENSION}

{MORE TENSION}

{MORE TENSION}

{PAN AROUND THE TWO IN A 360 DEGREE ANGLE, SHOWING THE CROWD OF SPECTATORS AROUND THEM.}

{SETH WIPES THE SWEAT OFF HIS BROW}

{MUSIC GOES SILENT}

{Torino prepares to pull the trigger, only for B-621 to jump in and push him over. The tension breaks completely as Torino fires mid-fall, only to end up shooting himself in the foot. He writhes in pain as Seth picks the suitcase up, while holding a gun to his head.}

SETH: Jackpot.

{A squad of police run in, manoeuvring themselves through the crowd and over to Torino. They pick him up and cuff him, placing him under arrest.}

B-621: Aha! It looks like he shot himself in the foot with that one, right guys?

{Louis LaChance runs in and grabs the suitcase.}

LOUIS LACHANCE: I followed the police over here. I thought that the gunshot meant only one thing. That you caught him and got my prize back! Or that he killed you in a horrific manner. But luckily, it was the former! Yay!

SETH: So.. how about that bounty, eh?

LOUIS LACHANCE: Oh, Of course. The bounty. 10,000 Shoumeis!

SETH: Wait, don't you mean 30,000?

LOUIS LACHANCE: That's what I originally said, but considering the damage that your little friend did to my slot machines, I'll have to use that money for repairs! But nonetheless, thank you for returning this precious thing to me. I'll take extra care to keep it safe! Doohoo!

{LaChance runs off, leaving the others looking distraught and angry at B-621.}

KRAUSS: Well, what did I tell you? We fucked up. Again.

K-BOT: ...All that for only a third of the bounty? What a ripoff!

SETH: And it's all because of him.

B-621: B..but.. I helped defeat him, guys! Surely that makes it okay, right?

KRAUSS: We lost 20 grand because of you. No. It does not make it okay. Say, does anybody wanna play a game of dodgeball? With a particular robot's head, perhaps?

SETH: Oh, yes. That sounds pretty fun, actually. Especially in this circumstance.

{B-621 runs, making the rest of the gang give chase.}

{Cut to: Phobos Prison Satellite, one month later. Torino is sitting alone in a dark jail cell at night time. Suddenly, a figure walks up to the bars, dressed in what seems to be a warden's outfit. The shadow is obscuring most of his features, but from what can be seen, it seems to be a tall middle-aged man with a beard.}

TORINO: Oh, come to laugh at me too, huh? Mr. Misfire, they call me now.

???: ...

TORINO: Hmph. What? Are you gonna say anything, or are you just gonna stare at me like some fuckin' weirdo? Get the fuck out of here.

{Pan to behind the warden. He steps out of the shadows, allowing Torino to see his face. As soon as this happens, Torino's demeanour turns completely, from one of anger into one of morbid fear.}

TORINO: Oh no.. Please. No.. I made a mistake, I'm sorry!

???: Oh, Torino. You should have known beforehand. That is no excuse.

TORINO: PLEASE! I CAN MAKE IT UP TO YOU, I CAN FIX THIS, JUST GIVE ME TIME!

???: You've had enough time. Besides, you've disappointed me before. How can I ever trust you again? Goodbye, Torino.

{Close up of Torino's face as he tries to back away, all while begging for his life.}

TORINO: NO, NO.. YOU CAN'T DO THIS, YOU CAN'T-..

{There is a fade to black and the sound of a gun firing, followed by the sound of a body dropping to the floor.}

End of Episode